Thursday, November 01, 2007

The other day, I was at Work, teaching Fourth Grade. As I was taking Attendance, I overheard two girls whispering to each other. They think I cannot hear them.

“Ohhh! She is wearing Her Wedding Ring!” I hear one of the girls mutter. Last week, they all learned I had just gotten Engaged, but I had not been Wearing My Ring because it hadn’t been properly fit yet.

I speak up. “It is not A Wedding Ring,” I inform them. “It is An Engagement Ring. That means it is A Gift that My Boyfriend Gave me after he Asked Me To Marry Him. I will wear A Wedding Ring after I Am Married.”

I continue taking Attendance. There is Silence. Then a hand shoots up.